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Sunday, 17 June 2012

Knocked up?


Knocked up or knocking in?
I’d heard of ‘knocked up’ before but I’d never heard of ‘knocking in’ until very recently.  After buying a new cricket bat for my eleven year old sports nut, we learnt that it needed ‘knocking in.’  So having  spent  forty quid on  the bat and that was the sale price, I wasn’t too keen on the thought of my son smashing it up with a mallet.  After You Tubing the term, I decided that it was obviously a legitimate process.  First the bat needed several coats of linseed oil and then my budding English cricketer spent his free time ‘knocking his bat in.’ He had rummaged about in the kitchen drawers and decided that the rounded wooden end of my meat tenderiser would do the trick. He spent time before school, after school and before bedtime ‘knocking it in.’ Much to the annoyance of his teenage sister who wasn’t best pleased at being woken at 7am by what sounded like the tapping of a giant woodpecker!

 He then went off to his next cricket training session with his ‘knocked in’ bat.  He proudly showed it to his coach and team mates.  They explained to him that if the bat has three bands on top of the handle, then it has already been ‘knocked in.’ Who knew?!  However his coach added that a little extra ‘knocking in’ was good for the bat.  My son now hits with his new, ‘knocked in’ bat and so far this season, it seems to be doing the trick. When it was his turn to bat in last week’s match;  he secured the team’s winning runs to put them in the semi-finals of the Burton Cup.  Should I add that the bat almost didn’t make the match? By the time I had put all three children in the car, along with the picnic, rug, sweaters and raincoats and driven to the away ground cricket venue;on arrival as my son got out of the car he chirped up, “Where’s my cricket bag?!”
 “AAAArrrrghhh!”   But that’s another story and I shan’t repeat what I said to him!

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